Self-Portrait by A.K. Ramanujan
I found this one (probably not surprisingly) in the Norton Anthology of Contemporary Poetry. I like the poem, but I often can’t get past the first line and half: I resemble everyone but myself. Interesting thought…
Self-Portrait
By A.K. Ramanujan
I resemble everyone
but myself, and sometimes see
in shop-windows,
despite the well-known laws
of optics,
the portrait of a stranger,
date unknown,
often signed in a corner
by my father.
